I search for words and sparks
Through this sea of soupy gray
Turbulent in recent times
Dancing and darting wild
Someplace within the cortex
And these waves of memory
A picture tries to surface
Of a me that used to be
To the new me bring a cipher, song,
Or story to keep me warm
Flow to me before the muse
Into the vortex, too, is gone
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